His back was to me, and before I could stop them, my eyes slid down his frame. His arms and back were covered in tattoos, most in black ink, but there was a line of symbols down his spine that looked like scarification. The skin between all the ink looked faintly scaly—it shimmered slightly pink in the candlelight, interspersed with sections of smooth pale skin in patches. Oh—and he had a tail.
we love a tail moment!!!!!
